It was his mother, and as he gazed on her pallid features and motionless frame, Jack's heart severely smote him. "You must not remain here," he said. "Follow me, Thames," cried Jack, dropping into the chasm. Mr. Ennison stood still for a moment, swinging his latchkey upon his finger. ’ ‘With ease, mademoiselle,’ he countered, catching her blade.
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